There wasn't a mood of work that day and topping it off, it was officially half day. And on top of that was the 1st day of the much awaited MX gathering/chalet for 3days 2 night filled with food, fun and movies of cos.

Most guys would cringe at the sight of a green uniform. Going back to the filthy messy status after being thrown out of your comfortable life. But this time, things were a little different. Sure enough, the constant, rush to wait, wait to rush was inevitable, but it dawned to me that in the end, i was a good break for me. The stress of work, suddenly left behind was much a relief.

It's time like these that pushes me to the limit and beyond, having to accomplish what i thought would be impossible and upon completion, a grandeur of satisfaction swallows my being making me feel invincible.